One week later :
It had been a week on the run and he still hasnt found you in the car you stole you found some cash so you boutght some clothes but for good reason you would go to clubs at night and hustle money like you used to to keep you moving around you bought a hotel room and some alcohol cigarettes and a new burner phone
You had downloaded all of your old stuff to the phone and looked at photos of you and Alex
And whispered to yourself
Y: I hate myself for loving youYou broke down while looking at thease photos
And continued drinking and this cycle repeated with little changed day after day
Another week later you were still drinking ect untill you decided you wanted revenge you wanted him to beg for you and you took a photo of yourself and sent it to him
You: hey handsome , miss me ?
A: fuck yn where the hell are you
Y: somewhere your not
A: tell me where you are now
Y: not yet but I will be back don't worry and I'm taking you to hell with me because that's where I'm headed
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My boss , his obsession
RomanceDisclaimer/ warning : this story is a mixture of a dark romance with princess treatment / when they baby you kind of romance smut there will be strong language sexual themes through out A 22 year old yn lives in New York City working as an assistan...